I glanced around again and quickly noticed a guy near the jukebox with a couple other guys. He was tall, handsome and broad shouldered. I turned to ...et my glass and to see if there was someone behind me that he was staring at. When I turned back he was almost right in front of me. “Hi, my name’s Heath.” I paused taking him in which was hard to do in a split second. “Hi Heath. I’m Danielle,” I said as if I wasn’t sure. He smiled and I felt my clitty getting hard. “Are you sure?” he asked. And I was not wrong. At least three hours after midnight, I heard some giggling in the alleyway and the keys opening the door. I put on the lights and there was my sensual wife, entering in the company of three black males. Huge black males…Anita was smiling; but she looked a bit fuzzy. Her curly blonde hair looked like a real mess and I noticed she was not wearing the dark shiny pantyhose she had on when she left the room before… “Hi, honey… I am continuing the party here, with my new guys…”My. I walked up and order a beer (Lowenbrau).I walked back to the back section of the bar. I could see some German fans singing and jumping up an down. I sat in the back on a bar stool. There was maybe 50 fans in the back of the bar. There was a huge big screen to watch the game. There was maybe 20 girls and 30 guys singing the national anthem of Germany. I just shook my head as I heard them sing. I order another drink. Some of the fans walked passed my and smiled when they saw my soccer. She would smile at me still with her hazel eyes gleaming her happiness, gotta love her so much. But instead of my usual smile back, she would get a hungry stare, my eyes devouring her. She’d notice and smirk devilishly raising her eyebrows in that cute sexy way people do to signal ill intent. I couldn’t help but grin back, and then signaled for her to follow me with a curled finger. She would glance at the other couple sitting on the couch side opposite of us to make sure they didn’t notice..